The Supermen (Live) 歌词
The Supermen (Live) - David Bowie (大卫·鲍伊)
When all the world was very young
And mountain magic heavy hung
The supermen would walk in file
Guardians of a loveless isle
And gloomy browed with superfear
Their tragic endless lives could heave nor sigh
In solemn perverse serenity
Wondrous beings chained to life
Strange games they would play then
No death for the perfect men